Today is the 13th November 2010 . I just woke up from a good drink last night . Rounds of games that creates nothing more than laughter and stomach-aches for us . Shots after shots of neat Chivas, Guinness stout, and the last defeat of female team that drank up a horrible mix of Guinness, Hoegaarden, green tea and coke, one glass each . Nothing was left on the tables except empty glasses, the Chivas bottle and the remains of untouched mixers .

One place ends, 2 men down, we're left with 5 survivors . We went to Arab street for another round . This time, with only a bucket of five beers . The die were rolling, guesses were made, laughing till we roll back and forth for like the millionth time . We called it a day at 4am .

Of course, i can no longer drink much like that . Pockets emptied out to just coins . Lips so dry i felt i was left in the desert for a week . The bonding was worth the money though .

And now i have to think about how to manage my finances . Good lord .